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Under Lan Bo's control, the eight water dragons swiftly flew towards Han Yan like lightning. Their speed was unimaginably fast, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Han Yan. Lan Bo squinted, and looked at Han Yan coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man. He also didn't believe that Han Yan could survive under this sacred art.

Xiao Yuyao and the rest retreated quickly